||-𝐏𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐲

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The snow around her turns lavender like her fur and sparkles against it like stardust. 

As she moves toward you, she touches her Bistre nose against yours. 

"Hello Traveller, they call me Pinky. What brings you to my Pack?" She asks, her nose sending a warm shiver through your pelt. 

Before you can respond, you are entranced by her eyes. They are the deepest most roiling shade of grey you've ever seen and the white beneath her eyes makes then shimmer. 

When you fail to remark, Pinky shrinks away and her eyes turn a deeper shade of grey, almost black. 

"this land belongs to the Rose Dragons. Stay any longer and you will meet the wrath of my pack." she threatens. 

And without another word, you turn to leave, her hawk like eyes watching your every move.